Forgotten [Jungkook]

I was a bit busy, putting all my assigned documents in order for the manager tomorrow. It was a tiring summer night, and I was a bit hungry for skipping on my lunch as I had to tour the factories.

I headed for the kitchen, closing on my work as I realized that my stomach might start to growl after a while. I opened the cabinets and grabbed a pack of ramen, and followed up to the fridge to take out some meat and egg to add in it. Easiest way to fill the stomach up- I thought.

I was done in a little bit, and served myself a bowl of ramen. I sat on the couch and turned the TV on as I started gulping down the noodles. The news reporters kept on talking about the best ranked businesses as usual. Not that I listened or cared about.

I was almost done with the food when I heard my doorbell ringing. Not once or twice, someone was ringing it a multiple times like it was some emergency alarm. I had no idea who it could be this late at night. Placing my bowl on the small table in front, I went to the door of my apartment to pull it open, and give a good long lecture to whoever it was behind it.

When I unlocked, swinging it open with an irritated face and was about to open my mouth-"Oh Y/N, help me out from the tight grip of this girl," Jungkook said, holding on to some random tipsy girl's shoulder. He looked flustered and sweaty as if he had been chased by someone. But it was not the case, of course.

"Geez, I don't have room for you guys to fuck the night in here," I said as I scrunched my nose in disgust, and was attempted to shut the door on his face.

"Even I am as freaked out as you are right now, c'mon! You're getting me wrong. She just popped up in my car out of nowhere, and I don't know how she managed to get in, and she got weirdly clingy, and I can't figure out what to do." He cracked out at once.

"So, what can I do about it?" I asked, eyeing the girl.

"You'll let me in and help me figure out what to do with her," he said, helpless.

Jungkook is my best friend who's really good at dragging attention from the girls, and this brings him trouble quite often. I tell him to simply avoid them to lead an easier life but he's never willing to listen. So here he goes again.

"This is the last time I'm gonna help you, I swear, Jeon Jungkook!" I muttered under my breath.

He let out a relieved sigh and stepped in. I motioned for him towards the couch as he obeyed and placed the girl on it like it was some trash. "Yeah, be careful! You can't judge someone when they're drunk." I said, pointing at his action.

I sat down across the girl and looked at him, expecting for a bit more detailed explanation. He sat opposite to me and leaned back, letting out a frustrated groan.

"What now?!" Jungkook cried out, facing the ceiling.

"Mind explaining?"

"I already did, babygirl," he said.

"Stop calling me that. It sounds cheap." I said, sounding angrier than I actually was.

"I was headed home, and then I thought of stopping by the bar to buy a bottle champagne and I did, and I hopped inside the car right after. I passed few blocks without even noticing that someone was in the backseat, and I freaked out. I called you several times but you didn't pick up. I didn't know what to do. Your apartment was near and so I decided to pull in here. The END!"

"And what am I supposed to do about it now?" I questioned.

"I don't know. Should we drop her by the bar?"

Our attention gets moved when we hear a light chuckle from the girl beside me. "I thought she passed out," I said.

"She can be dangerous. Let's drive her into the bar or call the cops." Jungkook said, blinking in confusion.

"Get up and help me get her moved to the guest room."

"Are you crazy, Y/N?!"

"She's sleeping and we can't drop her by the bar this late. It's dangerous. And I don't like cops. So, we're gonna tug her to bed and wait for her till tomorrow morning to get her sober and free her safely." I suggested, and got up to her, leading her to the guest room with Jungkook's help.

"I can't sleep while having a stranger in my place," I said, yawning. "I did errands the entire day, and I'm super tired, and thanks to you for ruining my sleep."

"Hey, how about calling it a movie night?" He said while he locked the guest room door from the outside, following me to the living room.

I stared at him in disbelief as he pulled me my hand and made me sit on the couch with him. Having no better options, we freshened up, went cozy and got ourselves surrounded by pillows and a soft sheet on top of us.

I preferred drama over movies and so ended up choosing one, despite knowing the fact that we can't finish watching it within a single night.

We were on the second episode when a scene came where the female character got bullied by her crush. I found the scene hilarious as a boisterous laugh escaped my lips.

By then, I was pulled in to Jungkook's chest as we watched the drama. I looked up at him, expecting for him to laugh too but little did I know that he'd go emotional watching such a stupid scene. He was sobbing quietly, with tears pouring down his cheeks. My eyes would pop out because of opening so wide with shock, looking at the giant structured baby.

He looked back at me and got embarrassed. He moved a hand up to his eyes and squeezed them to shed the tears. And he looked as cute as a baby, and I couldn't help letting out an aww for it. "You're so cute. You should cry more often," I said, grinning.

"Stop making fun of me," he replied, looking away from me. "You don't know how it feels when the person you like doesn't notice you. Her condition is so much worse than that. She got bullied by the only guy she ever liked. I feel her."

I chuckled at his response and said, "Oh, so you mean to say that you know how it feels when the person you like doesn-"

"Yes, I know how it feels. I've adored her all my life but the she doesn't seem to notice no matter what I do."

"Well, no woman can ever ignore you. Have you tried confessing yet? You call me your best friend and you never told me that you liked someone." I said, amused.

He seemed to regret what he just said as I see him biting his lower lip, probably thinking of coming up with another topic, cutting the one we're talking about.

"Uh.. you're disturbing me. Stop talking and watch the drama."

I took the remote and paused the drama to keep the conversation going on. "Jungkook, don't tell me she's the one and I ruined your one night stand. I'm so sorry," I said, instantly regretting. But my apology only triggered him.

He looked down at me and realized that I was not poking fun at him. His expression softened a bit as a sad smile painted his lips. He cupped my cheek with a hand and leaned down, pressing his lips softly on mine. I was so not sure about what he was doing, neither did I stop to ask him about it. I kissed him back without giving it a second thought. The kiss was soft, caring and filled with adoration. It felt like magic. It was of a kind which you'd love to receive and wish for it to never end.

We just kissed until we went breathless and didn't speak a word after pulling away. It wasn't necessary. We dozed off, clinging in to each other, forgetting the rest of the world.

And the girl? Well, we dropped her home after treating her with a good breakfast the next morning.